What truly caught Yang Chan’s attention were the figures who used the chaos of the battle to sneak in from the rear. This put him on high alert.

’They must be sneaking in to target us Pharmacists and the wounded disciples.’

Neither group had much ability to defend themselves, especially the severely wounded disciples. If the attackers rushed in now, they could undoubtedly wipe out a large number of them; it would be like waltzing into an unguarded area.

Seeing this, Yang Chan decided he should naturally lend these people a hand. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

’How could they just sneak in? They should come in openly, for all to see.’

As it happened, he had a few traps prepared. Moving through the darkness, he quietly removed their safety mechanisms. These were his backup traps, which he hadn’t planned on using. ’But now that these people have arrived, it’s time for the traps to do their work!’

Three Earth Spikes and four Beast Traps, concealed in the darkest corners—precisely the kind of spots these intruders favored.

When Yang Chan laid his traps, he had planned for just such a scenario. Since he also enjoyed lurking in the shadows, it was only natural to prepare a little surprise for those who shared his preference.

"ARGH!"

Before long, several piercing screams rang out, instantly drawing the attention of both sides of the conflict. The major Sects were particularly alerted, as the screams came from the area where their Pharmacists and wounded disciples were quartered, a place they had specifically posted guards.

"Enemy attack!"

"Elder, someone’s trying to ambush our people in the rear!"

Several disciples who spotted the intruders shouted the alarm.

Their cries naturally drew even more attention.

Ji Feng, who was in the middle of a fight with one of the black-clothed men, noticed the commotion. He immediately led the Cyan Yuan Sect disciples in a retreat, forming a defensive circle around their infirmary while simultaneously fending off the attackers.

The assailants were fierce, but they didn’t possess overwhelming Combat Power, so the disciples weren’t afraid. What they couldn’t allow, however, was for the enemy to successfully ambush their rear guard.

Taking the lead, Elder Ji Feng charged directly at the black-clothed men who were skulking toward the Cyan Yuan Sect’s infirmary, swiftly striking them down.

These intruders had excellent methods for Concealing their Breath; they were clearly specialists in a Concealing Breath Technique. However, their actual Combat Power wasn’t high. They were all merely External Cultivation Disciples.

Yang Chan considered striking them down himself, but then he thought about exposing his Cultivation. Besides, he had no idea if these people had any hidden killing moves up their sleeves. After a moment’s thought, he decided against it.

’I’m just a low-key Pharmacist right now. Using traps is much safer, and it alerts Ji Feng and the others. This is the best option.’

Sure enough, the plan worked perfectly. The commotion not only allowed the Cyan Yuan Sect to deal with the intruders, but the other Sects did the same, eliminating all the infiltrators who had snuck in.

The various parties were still maintaining their alliance for security reasons, and also to protect each Sect’s promising Pharmacists and Advanced Pharmacists. If anything were to happen to these key personnel, the alliance itself would be jeopardized and could even fracture completely.

Yang Chan had considered all this, which was why he’d made his choice—it was a way to eliminate a potential variable.

For now, he just hoped the alliance would hold together until peace returned to White Jade City. After that, he couldn’t care less what happened.

Playing his part, Yang Chan peeked out from the infirmary, putting on a look of surprise at the scene outside, followed by one of relief.

Even at night, when the expressions on his face weren’t clearly visible, he wouldn’t neglect his performance. He was quite good at acting, after all.

’After all, I’m just a humble Pharmacist.’

"You few, stand guard by the beds. Don’t let anyone sneak in."

Ji Feng specifically assigned several disciples to stand guard, clearly worried about further sneak attacks. He, meanwhile, had to re-engage the Inner Master, as the few External Cultivation Disciples holding the line were about to break and desperately needed his support.

The clang of weapons in close combat rang out continuously, only fading away after a long while. The black-clothed assailants had retreated.

Every Sect had suffered considerable losses in the clash. The black-clothed assailants this time were exceptionally fierce, unleashing one killing blow after another. If not for the strength in numbers from the allied Sects, and the fact that their side’s overall Combat Power was slightly higher, the outcome could have been far more disastrous.

After the battle, wounded disciples were brought to the infirmary one after another. Xu Gaocen was already awake and helping to treat them.

He had arrived as soon as the fighting broke out. Now, he and Yang Chan had a clear division of labor, each taking charge of one area.

The lightly injured disciples were sent to Yang Chan’s side first. These were fighters who could potentially return to the fray, so it was crucial to get them back to fighting condition. No one knew when the black-clothed assailants might strike again, and reinforcing their numbers with these recovered disciples was the best form of protection.

Meanwhile, the more severely wounded disciples were left in Xu Gaocen’s care, following the same procedure as before.

Once Yang Chan finished with his patients, he went over to help Xu Gaocen. By the time they had treated all the wounded disciples, day had already broken.

They had once again worked all night until dawn without a single moment to rest, a testament to the severity of the battle.

The situation in the previous two days hadn’t been nearly as dire, and they hadn’t needed to work through the entire night until daybreak.

After they finished, Yang Chan and Xu Gaocen planned to get some rest. Though they were both Martial Arts Cultivators, they were still human. Maintaining such intense focus took a great toll on their Spirit, especially for Yang Chan, who had barely rested at all.

Xu Gaocen wasn’t much better off. Although he had gotten a little rest, he had been woken up in the middle of it and was still severely sleep-deprived.

Just as the two were about to get some sleep, Ji Feng returned, a broad smile on his face.

This left both Yang Chan and Xu Gaocen baffled. While they had been victorious the previous night, it was a pyrrhic victory at best. The Cyan Yuan Sect had suffered grievous losses—many disciples had died, and virtually everyone else was wounded. The other Sects were in a similar state. Under such circumstances, Ji Feng’s expression should have been grim.

"News has come from the palace! The Crown Prince and the other Princes had placed the Old Emperor under house arrest. But now, the Old Emperor has found an opportunity to seize back full control of the military and has thrown the Crown Prince and all the other Princes into the imperial dungeons."

"In other words, peace is about to be restored to White Jade City."

Having received this wonderful news, Ji Feng immediately shared it with all the disciples present.

Especially after the perilous battle of the previous night, this news brought tears to the eyes of many. It had been an incredibly difficult time.

When they had first arrived in White Jade City, they never imagined they would encounter such a perilous situation. Many Cyan Yuan Sect disciples had made the journey together, but now, a great number of them were gone.

Those who had vanished would never return.

Every night, they lived in constant fear, terrified they wouldn’t make it to morning. They worried that once darkness fell, they could simply vanish without a trace.

For these Cyan Yuan Sect disciples, the situation was treacherous—far more so than what they had faced in Tan City or Taiyu City. Here, there were no reinforcements from behind. There was only their group, and every death meant one less survivor.

But now, thank heavens, those days were finally coming to an end.

Many of the disciples just wanted to go back to the Cyan Yuan Sect.